Walking into the police department, the chocolate eyed FBI agent quickly veered off from the route she was supposed to follow and go up to the third floor, quickly making her way into the small café where she knew she could get the best coffee to wake her up that morning. Having three cups of their coffee the day before, two lattes after first having their darkest roast, she was sure that she wouldn't be able to go back to her normal routine back at Quantico with that sludge they had.
The brunette took out three dollars from her briefcase's front pocket as she got in line behind the only other one that stood before the counter.
"Emily!"
A smile immediately graced the ivory woman's face at the sight of the older woman, and she gently nodded her head as she took the two steps to stand just before the register. "Good afternoon Angela," she smiled. "How are you?"
Angela grinned to the brown eyed woman who slid her money onto the counter. "I'm just great honey, how are you?" Her eyes brightened at the sight of the diamond studs in the agent's ears. "You look even more beautiful today than you did yesterday."
Emily felt her cheeks redden at the compliment. "Thank you. Would it be too much to ask for your caramel latte?"
"Not at all. Stanley!" The Italian mother turned her head and glared at the older man that stood near the coffee machine. "Get Emily her latte please."
Stanley huffed. "I got things to do too, ya' know."
Just setting a hand to her hip, Angela had the older man huffing once more before he turned to get a regular sized cup for the agent's beverage. "So," she smiled, turning back to the brunette woman on the other side of the counter. "You all any closer to finding that girl?"
Emily held in her sigh before shaking her head. "Not really. I was here until two in the morning as the others interrogated the woman we have in custody at the moment."
"That's why you're coming in at noon?" she chuckled.
Emily quickly nodded, smiling wide to the older woman. "Exactly. I'm coming in so JJ and Morgan, my other teammates, can head to the hotel and rest."
Angela picked up the dollar bills that the FBI agent had slid across the counter and quickly put it back into the palm of the woman's hand, shaking her head when the ivory woman looked confused. "On the house."
The brunette quickly shook her head, trying to shove the money back into her friend's mother's hand. "No Angela, I can't let you do that for me."
"Well you're going to have to."
Emily smiled before somewhat reluctantly putting her money back in her briefcase, thanking Stanley with a nod when he set her coffee on the counter. "I'll see you later. Thank you."
Reaching out, Angela gently grabbed onto the agent's arm. "Honey?"
The chocolate eyed woman turned back around, looking to the older brunette that stood on the other side of the counter. Looking into those dark eyes that Jane had acquired from her mother, Emily smiled. "Yes?"
"I didn't mean to embarrass you yesterday," the older woman chuckled. "I just wanted you to know about Jane. She's a good girl, and I can see that you two like each other."
Emily's jaw dropped gently, her doe eyes widening at the statement. "Angela, I d-"
"You like my daughter." Angela shook her head, a laugh escaping her lips. "I can tell that you and my Jane would make a good pair, but I need you to know that at least to my knowledge, my daughter hasn't been with a woman."
The brunette agent coughed slightly. She looked down to the coffee in her hand and shrugged. "Neither have I," she confessed quietly. "But that doesn't mean I don't know my feelings for women."
Angela smirked. "That's what my niece Nancy said when she told me about her girlfriend."
All Emily could do was nod.
"Just know that if you and my daughter become an item, that you need to be careful with her. She's been hurt a couple times before and because of that, my Janie doesn't put herself out there as much as she should and when she does, it doesn't turn out very well."
Sucking her lips between her teeth, a nervous habit she knew she had always had, Emily nodded her head. "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you Angela." The ivory woman let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding in as she walked back out into the lobby and ventured towards the elevators. She had to go up and see Jane, and she knew that she had to make their meetings go well.
She knew that she wanted the younger woman, and hopefully Jane felt the same way.
